HI used to go to Isla Mujeres years ago and my dad before me, back in the 1960s. So cool. Stayed in the hostel, poc na, bunk beds w mosquito netting. Rented mopeds, snorkel at el Garafon w big turtles.
At that time the tops had fallen off the palm trees, some disease from Cuba, so weird.
There's a lady here in Breck, former cop that's my friend and she is moving down there. Has spent a lot of time living there recently. If you need inside hookup give me a call. I wouldn't be surprised if you know her, Becc.
Ps hope your shoulder is doing ok.
Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.
Henry David Thoreau
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